"At that moment that he realized, he had fallen head over heels for a fox that he could never have".
Kimiko Udai was intelligent, beautiful, and talented; practically the perfect formula for the target of others' envy and hatred. After spending most...
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Kimiko rubbed her hands against her bare shoulders, trying to warm them up. She knew attending the party her father set up was a bad idea and she left about as quickly as she got there. The moment she locked eyes with a certain boy across the room was the moment that she understood exactly why she couldn't possibly get engaged with him. His Cheshire grin was something she would never be able to deal with.
It would always fuel her contempt towards him.
Now, she was alone on the streets with no where to go. She couldn't go back to the hotel because she'd already booked out earlier in the day and it wasn't like she could ask a friend to dorm with since everyone had already left Hyogo to return to their schools, except for her.
Her gaze narrowed in on a group of girls crowded together, appearing as if they were scheming something. Hopefully that scheme didn't involve her, she had enough for the day and was not in the mood.
"Stop right there!"
Kimiko promptly flicked her head away from them, ignoring the group of girls as she continued to walk straight along. She'd already formed her conclusion for the group, they were definitely angry fangirls. It was obvious from the moment she spotted one of the girls wearing a shirt with the Miya twins' faces on it, pretty creepy in her opinion.
"Hey! I'm talking to you stupid bitch!"
"Yeah! Stop ignoring us you!"
"Stop talking to my Atsumu and Osamu!"
"She even dresses like a whore."
The clanking of Kimiko's heel's against the concrete side walk stopped. At this point she had to resist the temptation to shake the girls until they stopped rambling, though their persistance did bemuse her.
Also, it's not like she dressed up for no reason, she had a reason it was just that the reason was no longer valid. Why was her outfit even called into this discussion? While she didn't think her dress was particularity revealing, her clothes had nothing to do with their one-sided obsessed love.
"No thank you", she responded curtly, making the girls confused.
"No thank you? For what?"
She sighed tiredly, turning her head to observe the girl who she presumed to be the leader of the flock. "No thank you, I don't want to talk to you", she stated in a bored tone, a haughty expression gracing her features as her stare locked onto the girl's behind her.
It took a few seconds for her words to sink in, but once it did, one of the girls lunged at her, fuming even when she tried to control her rage to no avail. Kimiko only stepped to the side, not wanting to get anymore involved in the petty fight than she already was. However, another girl was already behind her, yanking her shoulder to push her back.
